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Greetings,

My name is Mohammad Abu Swierh, and I'm reaching out to you from Al-Nuseirat, Gaza, where my wife and I are raising our three precious children: Mira, Badr, and Maria. Our lives have been upended by the relentless conflict that has plagued our home for over 11 months. 💔

The daily reality we face is beyond what words can express. We live with constant fear and uncertainty, and our once comfortable home has been severely damaged, leaving us to grapple with unimaginable challenges. My children have been deprived of a normal childhood, and we now find ourselves in a desperate struggle for survival. 💔

After much thought and heartache, we have made the difficult decision to leave Gaza in search of a better future for our children, a future where they can grow up safe, free from the shadows of war. But we cannot make this journey alone.

Here's how your support can make a difference:

20,000$: To cover the expenses of leaving Gaza and starting a new life.

19,000$: For a year's worth of housing, living expenses, and other essentials.

1,000$: Approx. GoFundMe transaction fees.

This is not just about escaping danger; it's about giving my children a chance to live, to learn, and to hope again. Every contribution, no matter the size, brings us one step closer to a life of safety and dignity. 🙏

Your generosity can be the beacon of light that guides us through the dark time. Please consider donating and sharing our story with others who might want to help. 🙏

From the depths of our hearts, thank you for standing with us. ❤️

Note: Unfortunately, my previous account was unexpectedly terminated for reasons that remain unclear to me. Despite this setback, I am determined to continue my journey and my efforts to raise the necessary funds to provide a brighter future for my family.

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Middle school math: 1+1=2

High school math: d/dx x^2 = 2x

University math: 1+1=2? 🤨

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at this point i think i'm functionally immortal. you try to kill me but i just repress it so hard i'm fine.

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i need to invent a new dichotomy. BIG money in false binaries these days.

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they're just jealous that my body has already completely rotted inside and will decompose faster when it dies

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My favourite pastime is wearing earrings that are too heavy and hurt my ears

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it's not a red string of fate those two are bound by dog collars and a steel chain

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hey reminder that connecting humanity is extremely low on esims rn and desperately needs esim donations and also that there are a lot of cool things you can get in exchange for a donation

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Emergency: Help Evacuate My Family From GAZA WAR

Dear Humanity,

I'm Haya from Gaza , from a family of 8 people: my parents, two sons, and four daughters (two of them suffer from allergies).

I've witnessed the evidence of the tragedy that has struck our lives in Gaza, where my family and I have survived amidst numerous previous wars. But today, we face the most dangerous and fierce battle in the current war. The urgent need intensifies for us, as we have nothing left and are unable to secure our basic needs such as food, water, and safe shelter.

Here is our story - On October 7th, our lives changed forever, my family and I evacuated from northern Gaza to southern Gaza, hoping to return soon, but it wasn't meant to be. Our home was surrounded, burned, and then completely destroyed, Our home, once a fortress of hope, now lay in ruins, a stark reminder of our shattered dreams.

The night before we left from the north to the south was terrifying. Shelling sounds were everywhere, making a loud noise that felt like it went through our souls. Every explosions shook the ground like earthquakes, sending shockwaves of fear through our trembling bodies. filling us with fear. The air smelled of destruction and blood, making it hard to breathe. When dawn came, we saw the devastation around us, realizing our home was now a symbol of loss and despair.

We ran into the streets and with each step we took into the unknown streets, we felt as if we were plunging deeper into the abyss of our shattered existence, leaving behind everything we own in our home: Clothes, important official documents, the car, and literally it's almost everything - the enormity of our loss weighed heavily upon us.

Our home it was where we found hope, safety, and made precious memories. Losing it felt like losing years of our lives, leaving us adrift amidst the wreckage of our shattered existence.

A brief video depicting the devastation that struck our home and our entire neighborhood in Gaza.

Desperate Plea: Escaping Gaza's Allergy Nightmare

I, Haya, suffer from severe allergy to penicillin-derived medications, and my sister, Amal, also suffers from severe allergies to medications from my family such as Paracetamol and Ibuprofen.

These allergies create a deep sense of fear and anxiety for us, as we live in a constant state of tension and fear of anything that may require a visit to the hospital. We fear being given inappropriate medications due to the unavailability of suitable treatments in Gaza because of war or lack of awareness and not informing the doctor of our allergies, which could lead to serious consequences threatening our lives.

MY Father Income

Our dreams are heading towards oblivion in the labyrinth of an uncertain future

My story, along with my siblings, represents a united team of four individuals, three of whom are skilled programmers and one graphic designer. We work as freelancers in the world of freelancing.

As for my younger sister, she is a student studying at the College of Architecture. She has always carried a big dream in her heart, a dream of being part of changing Gaza, of making it more beautiful and better. She looked forward to the day when she would receive her degree and start building this dream. But the beginning of the war changed everything. The destruction of infrastructure and universities cast shadows of despair over her dreams.

When I think of my brother in Belgium, I can't help but feel deep sadness. He has been suffering from unbearable anxiety and insomnia since the outbreak of the war. Sleep eludes him at night, and his physical and mental health collapses under the weight of these heavy burdens, negatively affecting his performance at work. Problems and challenges pile up in front of him without the slightest opportunity for rest.

We all feel psychological pressure and extreme anxiety. The war hasn't been limited to external attacks but has deeply infiltrated our daily lives. We search among the rubble for a little safety and the basic resources for survival. Every day comes with a new challenge that we must overcome.

As we sway amidst the rubble of shattered dreams, our souls wrestle and our hearts beat strongly challenging the ravages of war.

Our parents earnestly seek a way to rescue us from this hell, feeling the heavy responsibility for every moment we spend under the shadows of fear and destruction. They dream of a safe place where they can build for us a better future, filled with security and hope, for we deserve life in all its meanings of comfort and peace.

Perhaps this fundraising campaign represents a light in the midst of darkness, it is indeed the only hope we cling to firmly.

I appeal to the world as a whole to hear my cry and the mournful cry of my family in Gaza. We need the helping hand that reaches out to wipe our tears and build a bridge to safety.

Your donation is not just a donation; it's an opportunity to rebuild life and brighten a better tomorrow. Be part of our hopeful story, for we need your hand to start anew.

The purpose of the fundraising campaign

The goal of this fundraising campaign is to rescue my family - my parents, my siblings, and me - through the Rafah Crossing to Egypt, which currently requires $5000 per person. This campaign is our only chance to stay alive, and I humbly request your assistance at this critical time. I will provide you with a comprehensive breakdown of the expenses, committing to transparency and clarity.

All of our important links are here https://linktr.ee/hayanahed

Verified by :

⭐️ operation olive branch, number 26 on their spreadsheet. (On Master list)

⭐️ Project watermelon,line 249 on their spreadsheet. Or you could see it as number 212 here is the photo for more clear proof

Thank you for your kindness and support.

.جزاكم الله خيراً

yours sincerely;

Haya Alshawish.

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i think the best part of the silt verses finale is how carpenter chose to keep living, but that doesn't matter, because a soldier decided that she didn't deserve too. and when carpenter gets suddenly, shockingly, shot-dead after the most gut-wrenching and defining moments of her life, it suddenly re-contextualizes the whole show. we know, of course, that the show does not revolve around the protagonists, although we see how much of their conflict ended up kick-starting nationwide events. but here. it really zooms out. that we're not watching a story about the people who won, or are remembered, or made any sort of long-lasting, impactful difference. we are zooming into the life of one statistic, one civilian death, among tens of thousands. it shows. how many people in this universe will never be remembered. never got to tell their story. were erased and forgotten like they had never existed at all. how it happened to the great sister carpenter-- a serial killer, beloved friend, woman feared so greatly within niche outlawed communities-- reduced to nothing but another number. because enemies of the imperial don’t get to choose to live, because the oppressed peoples of the lower class— whose murder by the military are the very things keeping the upper class in power— don’t get to choose to live. because while they shook the capitalistic and imperialistic system of the silt verses slightly, just slightly-- it's still in place, and people like carpenter, are fundamentally hated and shunned by it. and we realize that we’re lucky to have heard her story at all.

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*in a masc way* hiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

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man vs god. man vs man. man vs seaweed

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It's with a heavy but hopeful heart that I watch Palestinian families fundraiser on here, slowly accumulating the precious little money to go around that they need to survive. However, not everyone is so lucky. A lot of Palestinians that have not had that kind of luck, that did not get early verification, that did not get massive platforms behind them from large bloggers, have approached me in my inbox, asking me kindly to do what I can for them. It kills me that I have so little to give myself, but I've seen this platform collectively raise enough to change someone's life. I've made a list of Palestinian fundraisers that are extremely low on funds, in the hope that drawing attention to people who have not been lucky at all can help turn that luck around. I know most of us can't possibly give enough to get all of these families safe in one go. But please, reblog this list. Pick one or two fundraisers, give what you can, and then keep track of it. Slowly, collectively, we can make a difference in these people's lives. Share and donate as much as you can. https://docs.google.com/document/d/178EGDFKkHlh3y4TMVX82kqgITHsqtoMdNccI2f_94Os/edit?usp=sharing

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guyliner for women

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I can’t keep pretending I don’t just wanna full force bite somebody’s throat out of their neck